[with a stare at ives' face before he breaks eye contact, the erune turns his head to bite the goatman's wrist, digging his fangs in just enough to be a warning.
and his hands fall from their bodies, sitting on top of his thighs now. he's stopped touching both of them because god damn it, he will punish this man for messing with him, even if that means not satisfying himself.]
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and his hands fall from their bodies, sitting on top of his thighs now. he's stopped touching both of them because god damn it, he will punish this man for messing with him, even if that means not satisfying himself.]